All of the promises of politicians, generals, madmen, and crusaders that war can create peace have yet to be borne out.
Barbara KingsolverYou never knew which split second might be the zigzag bolt dividing all that went before from the everything that comes next.
Barbara KingsolverA mother's body remembers her babies-the folds of soft flesh, the softly furred scalp against her nose. Each child has it's own entreaties to body and soul.
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